474: The first generation of airships

“Commander Wang.”

“The Demon Calamity in the 79th World is currently at its peak. The environment there is quite harsh, so I hope you are mentally prepared in advance.”

Before the cross-world teleportation gate, Li Yujiu was making the final preparations while reminding Wang Chen.

“Alright, thank you, Commander Li, for the reminder.”

Wang Chen nodded, a sense of anticipation rising in his heart.

When the Demon Calamity erupted on Blue Star, he had not yet Transmigrated, so he could only witness the horror of the Demon Calamity through those video records.

Now that he could see it with his own eyes, and even participate in the process of ending the Demon Calamity, it made him feel a sense of excitement, as if he was participating in the creation of history.

“Alright!”

“After the teleportation, there will be a period of discomfort. Commander Wang, do not panic then.”

After giving Wang Chen another instruction, Li Yujiu turned and stepped into the cross-world teleportation gate.

Seeing this, Wang Chen did not hesitate and quickly followed.

Buzz, buzz, buzz!!

As soon as he stepped into the spatial vortex, Wang Chen felt a strong sense of weightlessness envelop his body.

Although he maintained a normal standing posture, he felt as if he had been thrown into a tumble dryer. The rapid rotation caused discomfort in his mind, and his body instinctively felt nauseous.

However, regarding this.

Wang Chen merely focused his mind, suppressing the discomfort in his body.

This method of cross-world teleportation was much gentler than when he was teleported to the Myriad Heavens Battlefield by the Holy Blood Church at that time.

When he entered the spatial passage then, the violent spatial turbulence almost tore his body apart.

Now, these were completely bearable for him.

Soon.

The feeling of being light and powerless disappeared, and his feet once again touched solid ground.

After the teleportation ended, before Wang Chen could observe his surroundings, a breath of air mixed with a pungent, irritating smell was drawn into his mouth.

“Cough, cough!”

The discomfort in his lungs made him cough a few times.

“My goodness, has even the air become unsuitable for survival?”

Placing a layer of magic to filter the air between his mouth and nose, Wang Chen couldn't help but look up at his surroundings.

Everything he saw shocked him greatly.

The entire sky was shrouded in a layer of hazy gray mist, with very little sunlight able to penetrate. Wisps of red smoke floated in the air, flowing like snakes with the wind, looking extraordinarily eerie.

Wang Chen drew in a wisp of red smoke, removed the magic protection from his nose, and sniffed it. Immediately, the pungent smell of sulfur made him feel as if his nose was almost ruined.

“Good heavens!”

“With this kind of thing in the air, how do the natives of this world survive?”

Thinking to himself, Wang Chen looked around.

He was currently in a large military camp. Behind him was the cross-world teleportation gate connecting to Blue Star, and all around were dense tents stretching for several miles. Fully armed Awakeners could be seen patrolling back and forth between the tents.

“Huh?”

Just then, a cylindrical behemoth, fifty meters long, suddenly rose into the air from the ground in the distance.

This behemoth had a pointed head and a slender tail, with a large belly in the middle, giving it a somewhat clumsy appearance.

“First-generation airship?!”

“My goodness, isn't this an old model from hundreds of years ago?”

“To still see it here?”

Identifying the information of this behemoth, Wang Chen couldn't help but feel surprised.

First-generation airship!

It was developed by Blue Star to quickly transport troops during the Early Stages of the will of the heavens's revival, when technological weapons were ineffective. It was powered by a steam engine, and its maximum flight speed was only fifty kilometers per hour.

Wang Chen never expected to see such an old artifact here.

One should know that only four years after the first-generation airship appeared, Blue Star's scientists rebuilt the new era's technological system and developed various black technologies centered on extraordinary power.

The first-generation airship was thus retired.

The last time Wang Chen saw one was when he went to a museum with classmates in high school.

“Although this thing is useless in the Myriad Heavens Battlefield, it is a very convenient mode of transportation when developing Small Worlds.”

At this moment, seeing Wang Chen staring at the airship in the distance, Li Yujiu, who had just recovered from the teleportation dizziness, smiled and said:

“Don't look at it as an old model; its armor is thick enough, and its carrying capacity is large. Although the steam engine lacks power, it is stable enough and performs well in various harsh environments.”

“Don't underestimate it as an old artifact from hundreds of years ago. In the 79th World, the first-generation airship is extremely popular.”

“Not only are we using them, but the forces of this world are transporting various precious resources by the cartload, begging us to sell them a few more.”

As he spoke, Li Yujiu looked at Wang Chen with a hint of astonishment.

He never expected that he, who had used the cross-world teleportation gate many times and already had strong resistance to the intense spatial power, would be recovered from the dizziness even earlier than Wang Chen.

This made Li Yujiu have higher expectations for Wang Chen's strength.

“Is that so?”

“Before, I only saw the first-generation airship in books and museums. It seems I will have many opportunities to ride one in the future.”

Hearing Li Yujiu's words, Wang Chen nodded and replied with a smile.

“Of course!”

Li Yujiu led Wang Chen towards the command center in the middle of the camp, saying:

“Every thousand-man team will be equipped with an airship as a means of transportation. After Commander Wang confirms the Garrison area with Legion Commander, he can go to the quartermaster's office to choose an airship.”

“Oh?”

Upon hearing this, Wang Chen's eyes immediately lit up with excitement:

“Commander Li, with you saying that, I can't wait.”

…

In the camp command center.

“Legion Commander, news from the homeland says that Li Yujiu has successfully picked up Wang Chen, and they should arrive at the camp soon.”

The young soldier in a crisp military uniform held a document, looking at the tall middle-aged man in the central seat with reverence.

This man was powerfully built. Just sitting there, he was almost as tall as the young soldier, and his entire body exuded a powerful aura as heavy as a mountain.

Zhang Zhenfeng, Legion Commander of the Fierce Tiger Legion stationed in the 79th World, a Rank 8 expert at the Early Stage of Eight-Turn.

“Oh?”

“They're here so soon?”

“If I remember correctly, today should be the sixth day of the month back home, right?”

Hearing this, Zhang Zhenfeng's gaze shifted from the sand table in front of him to his adjutant.

“That's right!”

“I heard that Wang Chen proactively requested to come early, so Commander Li sent someone to ask where Legion Commander plans to assign Wang Chen.”

The adjutant nodded and meticulously took out a document from the file he was holding, handing it to Zhang Zhenfeng.